a bloke at 17th/21st lancers was introduced to me as EDY. He was a sgt when I knew him, turned out that when he had arrived at the regt from basic years previously, he had presented himself to the guardroom on his arrival.
"name?" braked the Gd cmdr
"kennedy" was the reply
"Last three?"
pause, followed by
"E, D, Y, Sgt."

We had a (fuckwit of a) lad with a fucked up face. We called him Schnorbitz.

Another lad was born to an Ex Bill Oddie and brought up on the German net. He was named Schnitzel.

An educated idiot called Thomas, who, if you turned you're back on him on second, would try to 'fix' things for you. Especially things that weren't (yet) broken. Tinkering (Thomas) to all in the Battery.

And a stick-thin TSM who looked like Skeletor and could give (to this day) IMHO the best bollockings ever heard - the sort that made you want to applaud. He was christened the Screaming Skull.